Hey, this is my first fanfiction so forgive me for the average piece of writing that you shall (hopefully) start reading now.

Before he fell into a pit of fire, Ryan had already figured out he was pretty much dead. He sprinted towards the big house. Behind him, a giant dragon gave chase. He didn't know why it would want to pick on him. Seriously, what did he ever do to it? He stumbled over a log. Behind him, the dragon spat out a plume of fire. Ryan instinctively dove to the side as flames roasted the tree ahead of him. A dryad scurried out of the branches on fire and yelled curses at the monster. Ryan hoped that they were real curses. He saw the big house loom up ahead and decided that he had a chance. The dragon for some reason decided otherwise. As he ran into the centre of camp, campers scattered in all directions, screaming and/or on fire. The dragon however felt that Ryan would be the tastiest and used its claws to grab onto him, lifting him into the air.

Luckily for him, he had a sword. It was made of celestial bronze and even though it was way too heavy for him, he liked it. He unsheathed the blade and pointed it at the monster's face. "Let me down or I give you a sword point to the face! I will destroy you!" The two beady eyes tilted towards him. Then the dragon blew out an inferno of fire, singing his shoes. Ryan's sword clattered onto the ground. So much for destroying. Ryan was beginning to feel increasingly worried when he heard the distinct sound of metal on scales. He looked down and his heart soared. Two demigods had actually decided come to his rescue. And not any demigods either. They were the girls who accompanied him to the camp. Heather sprang at the lizard slashing her sword at it. She was a daughter of Hecate. He auburn hair twirled as she attacked. "Hang in there!" she yelled at him. She stabbed at the dragon's body and it stumbled, blood seeping out of a wound. Another blade slammed into the monster and it let out a cry of pain and almost dropped Ryan. He saw a girl with jet black silky hair and a small lithe complexion. It was May, the daughter of Hades. Ever since they met, she made him feel uncomfortable. After finding out that she could control dead people and teleport, he felt a bit…disturbed. He always tried to keep a distance. Last time he tried to socially interact with her he asked her if she was born in May. It didn't go down well. His face still sometimes hurt from that.

Anyway, he watched as she ducked under a blow from the giant fire lizard and sliced at its legs, the Stygian Iron cutting through it. She wasn't so lucky the next time. The tail caught her cleanly by the chest and she was sent flying into the lake. It started to go downhill from there. The monster squeezed harder at Ryan making him wince. Heather fell and the dragon rushed towards her, probably to eviscerate her. Not good.
At that moment, a flash of movement at the corner of his eye diverted his attention. A figure had appeared behind the monster and its cold dark eyes rested on Ryan. He didn't really have time to decide on why a guy in dark robes would suddenly materialise when his partner was about to be disembowelled by a fifty tonne fire breathing reptile (dragons are reptiles, I believe). "Dude, care to help?" Ryan yelled out at the guy. The dark eyes glinted and a shockwave hit Ryan so hard he doubled over and fell to the ground. Next to him, the dragon disintegrated in a sorrowful howl. The shockwave felt so cold, so empty, and so hopeless. He finally looked up to see the dark robed guy approaching. He was about his age, late teens, but had dark eyes that pierced and seemed to bear centuries worth of sights. Yet at the same time, he was good looking and he noticed May and several other girls blushing. He turned back to the figure. "Who are you?" he asked.
The figure smiled coldly again. "I am the god of the underworld. I am Hades."

In hindsight, Ryan could really have thought carefully before he opened his mouth. But what he said was, "Uh… so you're about a million years old or something…right?"
Some of the other campers looked at him as if waiting for him to turn into pond slime. Hades just laughed, a deep cold laugh that didn't bring mirth but instead sorrow. "Apollo and his children," he chuckled. "All so dumb. I can be any age I like. And recently I've found it a good idea to be in my youth, when Hades and Pluto were the same thing so I don't have to…"
He saw May. She inched back, her hand quivering. All the other campers stared in abject terror. Ryan didn't know much about the god of the underworld but judging from everyone's faces, he was pretty feared.
"Come here, my girl," he smiled encouragingly at her. She moved forwards but Ryan guessed that it was because Hades was making her.
"Um… Lord Hades….I mean, dad…."
Hades flicked his hand dismissively. "Weird calling a guy younger than you dad eh?" May looked like she had just been punched by a hyperborean giant. Ryan felt a nagging pity for her. It must be so awkward having her dad turn up. Hades continued. "Anyway, I am here because the underworld is a mess right now. Riots, disappearing prisoners, everything is going wrong. And something is telling me you can fix that."
May looked as if she had just been stung. "How. Exactly. Do I do that?"
Hades shrugged. "I dunno. All I know is that you are going to lead a quest to reach the underworld and then do what you can to tidy things up."
"B-but.."
"I know, I have no idea how but I'm desperate too. Having the dead in riot is never a good thing."
Ryan pipped in. "So you're just going to let her stroll into the underworld and somehow fix things."
"No, insolent kid. I'm not that dumb." Hades turned back to May. "Put that kid on the quest would you?"
"So, uh, dad, what should I do?"
"Hah. You know the doors to the underworld right? Not in Greece, the other one. When you get to the underworld, you must find the dark sapphire. No, it's not blue, it's black. I suspect that's what's making the borders of the underworld slight…fuzzy. Anyway, Zeus is probably going to kill me so, um, bye!"

Hades vanished in a ball of dark light.
"I don't really like that guy," said Ryan.
"How do you get killed by Zeus if you're the god of death?" wondered May out aloud.
"Is it just me or is your father sooo hot?" breathed Heather.
Ryan mimicked throwing up behind Heather. Sometimes, girls didn't make any sense.
"Anyway, you sure you can handle the task? I'm coming with you by the way," Heather said.
"Trust me, I'm okay," said May with gritted teeth and Ryan suspected that she was not fine, and it wasn't only because of having to go into the underworld.

Okay, that chapter didn't go exactly great but still, not too bad I guess. Chapter 2 is a bit darker but hope you enjoyed reading this chapter :)